Anime Crossover: Unparalleled Comprehension, Shocking the Star God

Before the explanation could be finished, the power accumulated by the spear of light erupted completely.

An energy powerful enough to shatter mountains and seas and turn them into abysses roared out in an instant.

From the outside of Sky City, a long, aurora-like spear phantom could be seen piercing through the internal dormitory structure in an instant, breaking through the outer barrier, and shooting straight into the sky, leaving a trail of light tens of kilometers long in the sky.

Meanwhile, the huge commotion in Sky City attracted many Skywing races to come and watch.

They weren't worried about enemy attacks, because nothing dared to attack their base; they were just curious about what had happened this time.

After the smoke and dust cleared, the Skywing girls who had come to watch the spectacle immediately spotted Azriel lying in the center of the ruins.

Despite being hit by a massive energy that could instantly kill a god-slayer, the Skywing creature in front of them was completely unharmed, except for being in a slightly disheveled state.

The Skywing girls were not surprised by this result.

Azriel is the strongest individual among the Winged Race and also their leader. How could she possibly be injured by an attack of this magnitude?

However, having confidence in her doesn't mean we won't laugh at her.

"Why did Azriel get beaten up again? Who did it?"

"Is that even a question? Who else but Jibril would dare to do that?"

"That's right!"

"I guess he was trying to harass Jibril again and got retaliated against. Honestly, he doesn't deserve any sympathy."

"Seconded!"

The Skywing girls quickly deduced the cause of the incident and began gossiping about it.

Azriel was already heartbroken by being directly beaten by Jibril, and hearing the heartless words of the Skywing girls brought tears to her eyes.

"That's so unfair! I was the one who got beaten up, why is everyone so biased towards Ji? Even if Ji is cute, you can't just ignore me like this! I'm the leader!"

Faced with her utterly undignified lament, the Skywing girls exchanged glances and then shook their heads.

"Jiburi may have some strange interests, but she wouldn't just lay a hand on someone, would she?"

"Yes! Apart from Azriel, Jibril is quite respectful to all of us!"

"So, Azriel, I think you should look at your own problems more!"

A string of words nearly drove Azriel to the brink of collapse.

"Damn it, after hearing what you're saying, I'm starting to doubt myself! It was clearly Xiao Ji who broke the rules and recklessly used his power in the room!"

Seeing her pitiful appearance, some of the Skywing races felt a pang of sympathy.

"It seems there is indeed a rule against using power inside a room. This attack does indeed seem to have originated from Jibril's room."

"Could it be that we misunderstood Azriel, and that Jibril was being mischievous this time?"

Considering the unpredictable behavior of this final-numbered individual, it wasn't impossible.

Seeing that she had reversed public opinion, Azriel dusted herself off and stood up triumphantly.

"That's right, it's all Xiao Ji's fault! I just barged into her room without permission to see what Xiao Ji looked like without clothes, and she dared to attack her older sister, that's just too much!"

"This time I'm going to punish her severely. I'll make sure Xiao Ji shares a room with me from now on, hehehe~"

As she finished speaking, her eyes gleamed with a sharp light, and she almost drooled.

Azriel, being so candid, clearly didn't notice the shock and disdain on the faces of the other Winged Race girls when they heard her words.

"To enter someone else's room without permission... Sister Azriel is really awful!"

"No wonder Jibril fought back, well done!"

"So, we actually believed Azriel's words? We must have been out of our minds!"

"He absolutely deserved it!"

The winds that she had turned around were quickly reversed again because of her self-disclosure.

"Eh?"

Looking at the icy gazes of the Skywing girls, as if they were looking at an insect and about to trample her underfoot, Azri was immediately dumbfounded.

"Wait, wait! Don't look at me like I'm trash! Although I did want to peek at Xiao Ji, it's mainly because there's a significant fluctuation coming from Xiao Ji's room... Xiao Ji, Xiao Ji, say something!"

The more she tried to explain, the worse it got, so she had no choice but to ask Jibril for help.

It was only then that everyone noticed that Jibril, the culprit, had not yet appeared.

Just as they were about to go inside to check, Jibril pushed open the door, now a ruin, with an unusually excited smile on her face.

"Hehe, completely unaffected by the elves, interesting, very interesting... Even the illusions of vampires can't do this, right?"

She stared intently at the screen in front of her, her eyes filled with a desire to investigate.

"Xiao Ji? Are you alright?"

Looking at the expression on her face, Azriel couldn't help but worry.

"Huh? You're still here!"

Jibril then looked up, glanced at Azriel with a puzzled look, and then immediately lost interest, carefully observing the chat group interface in front of her.

"What do you mean I'm still here! Were you trying to kill me just now?"

Azriel feigned grievance.

Given her strength, it would be strange if she were injured by such an attack.

"That's not true."

Jibril shook her head and told the truth.

"I just have some things I want to research."

Upon hearing this, Azriel immediately burst into tears of joy.

"Is that so? So, Xiao Ji, you weren't trying to beat me up just now, but you didn't see me come in and I got caught in the crossfire?"

Sure enough, she knew that Jibril still loved her.

"Do not."

Jibril gave her a look as if she were an idiot.

"I did it on purpose. I only attacked you after I recognized you. But beating you up was just a side effect. I just wanted to study this thing in front of me."

"Gulp... How could this be!"

Hearing the first part, Azriel's eyes widened as if she wanted to protest, but upon hearing the second part, she was puzzled.

"What's in front of you? What's in front of you?"

"So, you can't see it either?"

Jibril glanced at her, her expression becoming even more interested.

"Xiao Ji, are you out of your mind? Or are you playing some kind of Emperor's New Clothes trick?"

Azriel was completely confused. There was nothing in front of Jibril, and there was no elven reaction. What was she talking about?

Unexpectedly, Jibril completely ignored her.

"Although I don't want to say it, this thing might indeed have attributes that idiots can't see... However, since even you can't see it, there must be very few people who can. I'll go ask the Supreme God!"

With a determined expression, she flapped her wings and flew directly to the core at the very top of Abant Heim.

On that divine throne, the strongest war god, Artesius, has been sitting in meditation for over ten thousand years.

In Jibril's eyes, if there were any other being in this world besides herself who could see the dimensional chat group in front of her, then that being must be the creator of the Skywing race, the strongest being in this world—the God of War, Artes.

However, the conclusion of this audience was—

“There is nothing there. As your creator, I am absolutely certain that there is nothing in front of you, and there are no traces of interference from others inside your brain. There is nothing wrong with your condition.”

The God of War, seated high on his throne, spoke with such certainty.

"If there is truly something special in front of you, it must be something beyond the comprehension of gods."

The God of War, after carefully analyzing Jibril's words without dismissing them as lies, proposed this possibility.

"Beyond the gods?"

Upon hearing this, Jibril flapped her wings, her eyes burning with desire.

"Doesn't this mean that this so-called chat group has the potential to surpass Lord Artshu?"

As a created being, to speak of a creator who surpasses oneself—wouldn't such words be considered extremely disrespectful elsewhere?

But the God of War did not do so; on the contrary, he cast an expectant look at Jibril.

"That's how it works in theory, but whether you can actually do it depends on your abilities."

"I understand, Lord Artesh!"

Jibril stood up excitedly.

And in front of Azriel and everyone else, she took the initiative to speak, uttering the most treasonous words to her own god.

"Once I find power surpassing that of the gods, I will surely grant your wish and inflict upon you the most utter defeat!"

Hearing this arrogant statement from such a small wing, the God of War, Artesius, remained perfectly calm.

"Come and report back to me when you can do that!"

"Yes!"

Jibril nodded immediately.

Then, she flapped her wings, turned and left, leaving behind a group of Skywings stunned by her presumptuous words.

She herself, after finding a secluded space, analyzed the conversations of several people in the chat group and devised the image she should project.

[Jiburi: "Hello, seniors, I'm Jibril. It's nice to meet you all."]

[Jiburi: "But, I'd like to ask, where is this place?"]

With just a few simple details, the image of a pitiful, fearful, and fragile woman leaps off the page.

079 Jibril: That's it?